Disobey

‘No,’ Emily was not going to allow herself to be tied to a tree! ‘You can’t tie me up!’ She started to turn toward the voice, but to her surprise two men were suddenly at her sides, holding her tightly by the arms. ‘Bring her over here,’ the voice said, still behind her. Emily had thought there to be one person here, but clearly there were at least three. This was not good.

They pulled her over to a tree where the man who seemed to be in charge of this group was kneeling, holding a length of thin cord. ‘Hold her arms here,’ he instructed his friends, then roughly tied the line around one of her wrists, looping it around the base of the tree to the other arm. There must have been some kind of stump or something on the other side of the tree, or for some other reason the cord was held low, meaning Emily was bent over at the waist, her arms around the tree at waist height, her face pressed against the bark on one side. ‘What are you doing!?’ Emily did not like the way this was going at all.

‘I’m going to search you for weapons, like I said. Then I’m going to teach you to do as you are told.’

The man stood, walking behind her. ‘Make sure her arms don’t move,’ he instructed one of the others, who crouched in front of Emily, staring intently into her face.

{if Denaasi = 1}She felt her coat flipped up over her back, covering her head.{elseif Alexa = 1}She felt hands reach around her neck, unclipping her helmet, which was then pulled off.{else}She felt hands on her hips, the man was standing right behind her, pressing himself against her bottom.{endif}

{if Denaasi = 1}‘I don’t think she has any weapons, Rich,’ said a voice. Must be the third man, thought Emily, which makes Richard the leader of this group. ‘Let’s just make sure, shall we?’ he replied. Emily felt him standing right behind her, pressing himself against her bottom, his hands on her hips. His hands moved lower, flipping her gown up over the small of her back exposing her white 'quick-release' panties. ‘What are you doing?’ Emily repeated.{elseif Alexa = 1}‘I don’t think she has any weapons, Rich,’ said a voice. Must be the third man, thought Emily, which makes Richard the leader of this group. ‘Let’s just make sure, shall we?’ he replied. Emily felt him standing right behind her, pressing himself against her bottom, his hands on her hips above her skirt. His hands moved lower, flipping the metal strips up over the small of her back exposing her panties. ‘What are you doing?’ Emily repeated.{else}‘I don’t think she has any weapons, Rich,’ said a voice. Must be the third man, thought Emily, which makes Richard the leader of this group. ‘Let’s just make sure, shall we?’ he replied. He flipped her dress up over the small of her back exposing her bottom. ‘What are you doing?’ Emily repeated.{endif}

‘Searching you for weapons,’ Richard said quietly. His hands were on her bottom, squeezing her buttocks.

‘I haven’t got anything up my bum, have I?’ It wasn’t a question, but a statement. As soon as the words left her lips Emily knew she had made a mistake. ‘Let me check,’ said Richard. The man staring at her face laughed, his breath smelled like cheesy snacks.

{if Denaasi = 1}Richard’s fingers gripped the waist band of Emily’s panties and swiftly pulled them down around her thighs. ‘No!’ she cried out. ‘What are you doing?’ She felt the cool air on her bare bottom, she felt her face becoming hot knowing that this mean man was probably staring at her naked bum. She hoped he couldn’t see her front bottom too.{elseif Alexa = 1}Richard’s fingers gripped the waist band of Emily’s panties and pulled them down over the armour on her thighs. ‘No!’ she cried out. ‘What are you doing?’ She felt the cool air on her bare bottom, she felt her face becoming hot knowing that this mean man was probably staring at her naked bum. She hoped he couldn’t see her front bottom too.{else}Richard’s fingers slipped under the fabric of her underwear at the small of her back, moving down to pull it out from the crack of her bum, ‘What are you doing?’ She could feel cool air on her bare bottom, she felt her face becoming hot knowing that this mean man was probably staring at her almost naked bum. She hoped he couldn’t see anything more private while he was pulling on her underwear.{endif}

‘Your arse is amazing,’ he said breathily. He was stroking her buttocks, the back of her thighs, her hips. Suddenly she yelped as he slapped her right butt cheek sharply.

‘Oh, I’m sorry,’ he said, rubbing where he had just spanked her. ‘Didn’t you like that?’

‘No, I didn’t fucking like that!’ Emily cried out again as he smacked the other cheek.

He was rubbing both buttocks now, soothing the pain. ‘How about that?’

‘Please stop it,’ Emily pleaded.

‘Rich, that’s enough,’ said the third man, still out of sight.

‘No, it’s not enough,’ replied Richard, spanking her again, harder this time. ‘I love the way your bum jiggles when I do this,’ he said as he delivered another slap. Emily tried to wriggle away from him but he held her in place with one hand on her hip as he spanked her again.

She appealed to the staring man. ‘Please, don’t do this,’ she implored. He did not respond, just continuing to stare at her. But then his eyes moved, looking at something behind her. ‘Rich –‘ he started, looking suddenly worried as somebody screamed, somewhere close, and coming closer quickly.